Apology for Tossed Tomato

July 1, 2011

in Kid Stories

In this story, I was the person who made someone else’s dinner miserable. In my defense I was a little under the age of two at the time.

My grandfather decided to take my mother and me out to eat at a steak house. Being on a limited budget, my mother couldn’t afford a sitter and brought me along. Usually I was a quiet child, but on this night I decided to let my brat side out. I was on the fussy side, but not to the point of a full-blown tantrum.

At one point during the evening I tossed a tomato. It landed on some guy’s bald head. Needless to say my mother was embarrassed. My grandfather thought it amusing that I actually hit the bald spot.

As I don’t remember the incident, unlike my mother who’s repeated the story over the last 40 years, I can’t claim any shame. However, to the gentleman who had a tomato land on his head in a steak house on Main Street in Waltham, MA back in the early 70s: I’m sorry.

{ 7 comments… read them below or add one }

Donnalane Nelson July 6, 2011 at 5:27 am

The same thing happened with my daughter who was under two at Thompson's in North Andover.

She is now 42 and has stopped throwing tomatoes in restaurants.


Tilikum July 14, 2011 at 2:25 am

LOL Bullseye


Aarib July 14, 2011 at 12:24 pm



Shamu October 7, 2011 at 5:57 am

Right in the baldspot what a bullseye


sadi September 17, 2012 at 11:16 am

If parents can't afford a sitter, they can't afford fine dining. Go to Chili's or Applebees. It isn't right to ruin an expensive dining experience for others with out of control brats.


Amber May 11, 2016 at 9:48 am

I really don't see Steak house and equate it to be fine dining. Some steak houses are no more fine dining then Applebee's or Chili's. If we're talking a reservation only place that doesn't have a kids menu, then yes leave the kids at home, if we're talking a chain steakhouse that has kids menus, then they are fair game to enjoy the restaurant.


Estelle August 4, 2016 at 8:30 pm

When our kids were wee, we took them to places that catered to tiny savages. These places were more like concessions than eateries. This was where the children learned to behave in public. No running. If you pump into a server carrying soups they will splash on your heads….and you do not even like soup. Whatever lands on you, you must eat. By the time my kids were seven or eight, I could take them anywhere. They behaved better than some adults, in facts. It is important that children not spoil someone's special night out.


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